The reinforced training hall was illuminated by faint, pulsing lights embedded in the walls, casting an ominous yet energizing glow. Ashiro and Shikaku stood at the center, their weapons drawn. The sleek Konran in Ashiro's grip pulsed faintly, while Shikaku's five bio blades radiated an intimidating aura.
Inoue sat cross-legged near the edge of the room, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she watched the two prepare for their sparring session.
"Don't hold back," Shikaku warned, his tone sharp and unwavering.
"I wasn't planning to," Ashiro replied coolly, tightening his grip on the Konran.
With no further words, the two lunged at each other in a blur of motion. Shikaku's bio blades clashed against the Konran with a metallic screech, sending sparks flying. Ashiro moved fluidly, dodging Shikaku's rapid strikes and retaliating with swift, calculated swings.
